Nashville to Who Knows Where...
I wrote this in May 2022 not even knowing I would be moving a few months later…
Tonight as I was driving home I was praying for wisdom for what’s next. And I had this thought what if the thing that God is calling me to do is for my good and for his glory. What if it doesn’t necessarily matter if it’s not what I thought I saw myself doing or expected my life to look like. What if it matters more about how he’s changing my heart. What if he’s asking me to trust him.
I think about moving to Nashville. I know the Lord called me to Nashville, but it wasn’t necessarily my ideal place to go. I reluctantly said yes because I wasn’t sure what was next and Nashville seemed like the best stepping stone for where I wanted to get to. BUT Nashville has been the greatest gift. I cannot imagine living anywhere right now. As much as I tried to move to Seaside, L.A. and even a few other places I’m so grateful God knew what I needed. (I even applied to a job in Seaside, FL multiple times. 😂 I am very persistent at times.) He knew I needed to be in Nashville. He knew I would need to heal and grow in ways other places wouldn’t have been so gentle. He knew the people I would meet. He knew the stories I would be apart of. He knew it all. Right now I’m thinking back to the exact moment I asked the Lord where I should move. I was in Florence, Italy. I was being an au pair, and I was so ready for roots. I was ready for consistency and a place to call home for longer than 3 months. I am living out prayers I prayed years ago. I cannot forget that. Maybe it doesn’t all look like what I thought it would, but there’s a sweetness in realizing God has never left me. He has never once let me walk down a path he wasn’t leading. So today as I think back to me trusting God with Nashville I also trust that the places and job he has for me coming up are for my good and for his glory. Praise God for knowing us better than we know ourselves. For caring about every detail and getting us to where we’re meant to be even when we’re not always the easiest to lead.
Love,
LIZA